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Does this make any sense out of context? Probably not. Oh well, something to work into a scene for my novel....

Title: An Exercise in Listening
Fandom/Original: original (fairy tale project)
Characters: Horatio, Nori
Rating:: oh so G
Word Count: 357

Horatio listened. Quite intently, in fact: He had his ear to the ground, which was slightly less than comfortable, as the earth was cold and wet with the previous night’s dusting of snow. Perhaps, he mused, the possibility of hearing anything was limited by the fact that his ear was now a frozen block of ice on the side of his head.

“Anything?” asked Nori, sounding impatient.

Horatio shook his head. Perhaps he hadn’t heard the garbled instructions as well as he thought he had. After all, a drunken bartender was probably not, in retrospect, the most articulate giver of quest information. Horatio supposed he ought to have thought of that before he had let the map talk them into that method in the first place.

“Honestly,” said Nori, dropping to her hands and knees and pressing her own ear to the wet ground, “how hard can it be to hear?”

Horatio wondered what sort of sight they made for any passers by: two ill-clad young people crouched by the side of the road with their heads to the ground, their packs dumped thoughtlessly beside them. Of course, being a sight for passers by would require people to actually be…well, passing by, and both forks of the road had been empty since they’d arrived this morning. Horatio was wise enough of a traveler by this point to expect that the moment he was required to do anything embarrassing or precarious, someone would naturally happen by and startle him, so it was a bit surprising, actually, that no one had happened by yet, as there were few more embarrassing or precarious positions than crouching low to the ground with one ear dipping into the muddy snow.

“If there are any fairies here, they are being very quiet about it,” said Horatio.

“Well,” said Nori, “perhaps we just don’t know the proper way to go about hearing one.”

Horatio shrugged, a difficult feat given the position he was crouching in. “It is true that the barkeep didn’t give us any instructions on that score,” he admitted.

Nori sighed. “You just can’t act without instructions, can you?” she said scathingly.

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